Fun Fun Fun Fun

Man oh man the Italian lifestyle took a little getting used to. It’s the complete opposite of California culture in that they really enjoy the little things. A classic tailored suit to last 20 years over a cheap and trendy one, a meal eaten outside with fresh air instead of inside, an afternoon with friends relaxing in the streets instead of indoors on a computer… I got attached in the end and didn’t want to leave. It seemed like they enjoyed and took advantage of their beautiful surroundings.

Maybe it has to do with the U.S. being fairly new, I don’t know, but walking the streets of Italy you can see the history and I LIKE THAT! The cobble stone streets are still narrow as all hell and we kept getting lost because street names are engraved on the old buildings.

If that’s not appealing, the food was to die for (and so were the charming men ;)).

I took a few hundred photos on this trip so far but of course don’t dare share them all. Below are a few from London and towards the bottom are the ones from Italy.

Eating the most delicious falafel wrap outside Liberty.

My new friend Lola!

Started a Boneyard shawl for a woman who’s been taking very good care of me! Bought the yarn from Loop and wound it on my nostepinne (love that thing).

The two lattes end the London photos (for now), the rest are from Italy.

I always thought Italy looked the prettiest in the evening…

The store owners made the ice cream/gelato themselves!

Penne al’arrabiata . All I know is that it was damn good and I ordered it for dinner and lunch the next day. I felt so fancy when I didn’t have to point to the menu 😉

This was taken right before I fell and ate shit on the stairs. I am SO not poised.

Twin being silly.

The colosseum!!! It was so neat. Photos don’t do it justice.

I’m in London now but my suitcase was left in Rome. I don’t really know what to do about my flight to Sweden tomorrow… No clothes and no shoes. The airline said they’d send it on the next flight and would deliver it to the house I’m staying at but we’ll see. Cross your fingers.

And you can experience history like that in the US, but you stop noticing it like I’m guessing most Europeans do. I live in Gold Rush central, but I don’t ever notice or appreciate the late 19th century buildings and older areas unless I’ve been away from home for awhile.